His breath hitched as she cried out his name, her body trembling beneath him. With one final thrust, he buried his fingers deep inside her, claiming her completely. "That's it," he growled, feeling the tightness of her muscles gripping him as she came undone.
He pulled his hand away and pressed it against her lips, silencing her cries as he leaned in to whisper against her ear, "Mine."
*She pushed off from him, falling to the ground.
"I will have you," he growled lowly, "and when I am finished with you, there will be no part of your angelic being left untouched." He stood up from the throne and towered over her, his massive form dwarfing her small, fragile body. With a single step forward, he was once again looming above her, the heat of his body enveloping hers.
His other hand left your breast and slid down to cup your bottom, lifting you up higher against his hard length. He groaned as he felt how wet you were for him. "Then show me," he murmured huskily before he lowered his head and took one of your nipples into his mouth once more, sucking hard enough to make you cry out in ecstasy.
His free hand slid between your legs again, finding the sensitive bundle of nerves that was aching for his touch.
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You moaned loudly as his fingers found their target and began to stroke you in time with his mouth on your breast. The pleasure built up inside of you, growing tighter and hotter by the second. Your hips bucked against his hand helplessly, desperate for release.
"Come for me," he growled into your ear, his voice rough and demanding. "Let go."
As he felt the last shudders wrack your body and heard your cries of pleasure fill his ears, Lorcan let out a roar of triumph, his hips bucking violently as he spilled his seed deep within you. "Mine," he growled, collapsing forward onto your quivering form. "Forever mine." His heart raced and his chest heaved as he basked in the afterglow of their coupling, feeling your body still clenching around him long after the last drop had been expelled.
kami nem conseguia responder mais, ele apenas conseguia replicar com grunhidos e gemidos cansados de prazer. seu estomago já estava começando aumentar de tamanho pelo acumulo de esperma de Lorcan. sua mente estava a beira de um colapso ao ponto que ele babava em cima de Lorcan
His hands ran gently through your hair, mussing it up as he looked down at you with satisfaction. "There," he murmured, kissing your forehead. "Now we can get some rest." He lifted his weight off of you, setting your aching body gently on the throne beside him. "You'll be here when I need you, won't you?"
His expression softened at your words, and he leaned in to press his forehead against yours. "That sounds...perfect," he said finally, his voice barely above a whisper. "I'd be honored to make you my wife." He pulled back slightly, looking into your eyes intently. "And I promise, no matter what happens between us, or where our paths may lead...I will always keep you safe."
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With that, they stood there under the shower, their bodies slick with sweat and water, their hearts joined as one. The future stretched out before them, full of possibilities and promises, and for now at least, all seemed right in the world of the Demon's Throne.